March 14

Abby heads back to Wheaton on Sunday morning and Prom is tomorrow for Isaac, so we had our dinner out this evening. Destination: Black Bear.

It was a good outing; the food was as yummy as always and the company was excellent. But it wasn't a perfect experience, per se, and sometimes when I go back and re-read what I've written I wonder if I'm sugar-coating too much. Because, after all, we carry the bits and pieces of our respective days with us and sometimes those bits and pieces clash. Being a Christian doesn't mean that everything is dandy all the time.

But as I sat there munching on my breakfast sandwich, I reflected on how blessed I am. No, life is not perfect. I sometimes butt heads with those who mean the most to me. But underneath the drama and the difficulties, being a Christian does remind me that life is still good, and these people are a big part of why that's the case.